User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3135907-20110726180001/@comment-3135907-20110728195539

Orago smiles at the ferret. "So, yer more cowerd than I thought. Ha, why not try my mate in fighting? She'll probably slay you too, even though she's with child. But alright. Go into your tent and remember the day that Orago Lur beat you with words, my friend. Ah what's that? Varintag, is that ye who calls me? I must go now. Good day." The weasel Chieftain turns to go, feeling more elated than ever. Exulting in his smart quips, Lur heads for his tent where his seer awaits.